C15 Chapter Fifteen

He was not walking or running, he was flying. His dark black wings moved perfectly as he flew in the sky.

The wind in the sky and his fast fly rate made it impossible for me to open my eyes. The mark was paining extremely hard, I could almost hear my pulse.

And then I heard it. I heard a voice inside me.

'Pearl bite him hard in the wings.'

It was Ozymandius. I could hear him